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in game photography

All photos were taken on PS5 in Quality mode with ray-tracing, and post-processed in Affinity Photo. Cinematic angles are the result of looking through the telescope, or crouching in front of a large rock to clip the camera through my character.

A large domed structure in a misty forest. The sunlight carves tracks through mist, down to the wildflowers growing in the clearing below. A view looking upwards from a cave entrance towards towering ruined arches and a rock ceiling studded with stars high above. Purple mist wreathes the pillars, and an archway close to the ground is lit with orange torchlight. A tall stele covered in writing, in the midst of a blue-purple subterranean lake. Fires are lit at the top and bottom of the stele, and the sky is full of stars. Blaidd, a wolf-headed warrior in a fur cloak, standing on a rocky clifftop below a large temple glowing with pink light. A view from inside a wooden shack with ramshackle plank walls, out across a subterranean lake lit with purple-blue light. Small electrical sparks hover above the water, dancing around a stone stele on a small island. A small clearing amidst a sparse forest, beneath the purple-blue star-studded mist. A golden shard of grace shines from within grass, and a pink-lit temple rises high above. An underground landscape of rocky cliffs and ruined temples beneath a false sky full of stars. High above, a vast temple glows with pink light against the purple mists. A processional stairway, lined with flame-topped stelae, leading towards a ruined temple archway. Beyond, the sky is purple and studded with stars. A view across Limgrave, towards a broken viaduct and a vast tower. In the foreground, a cataclysm of shattered rock has erupted into the air and now floats lazily in the sky, opening the way below. An underground city, wreathed in purple fog. The buildings have seen better days, some towers tilted, others fully collapsed. The corners of every roof are decorated with small spires, standing dark against the mist. A circular courtyard with a domed gazebo at the centre. A pair of braziers burn white flame in the foreground, and beyond the structures the sky rises purple and studded with stars. A city courtyard, partially overgrown with grasses and yellow-leaved trees. At the far side of the square, a tall archway leads towards pink light. A city skyline amidst a purple sea of stars. A narrow viaduct - with two layers of arches of different sizes - leads from a stone gatehouse on the right, past a domed cathedral, towards a pink-lit temple complex in the distance. A city skyline amidst a purple sea of stars. A narrow viaduct - with two layers of arches of different sizes - leads from a stone gatehouse on the right, past a domed cathedral. A pink-lit temple complex rises in the distance. A two-layered viaduct rises into a purple star-struck sky. In the distance, a temple complex is lit with pink light. A ruined roadway against a purple sea of stars. The paving is cracked and broken, overrun with foliage, and tumbledown with fallen stone. Ahead, an arched gatehouse seems to have survived the worst of the decay. A purple-clouded sky, speckled with pale-blue stars. Beyond the stars, a large stone mount rises into the purple, topped with a pillared temple structure. A field of small white flowers beneath a purple starry sky. A small tree frames the left of the scene, and to the right, a flame-topped stele  stands against a rough-hewn stone pillar. A red-haired confessor sits at a shard of grace, above purple-hued city rooftops. A view from a clifftop, overlooking a purple-drenched gothic cathedral in an underground city. Nearby architecture is decorated with humanoid figures with reaching hands. A view from a high place across from a cathedral rooftop and a pillared viaduct. A giant cowled statue sits on a throne in the street below, surounded by ornately barred archways. A large iron sphere, balanced in the middle of a dais at the heart of a dimly-lit cathedral. Black-iron candlesticks stand guard, alongisde a custodian in an ivory robe. The interior of a dimly-lit, debris-strewn cathedral, lit by purple-white candles. To the right, a dais rises in three steps, and to the left, an arched doorway leads outside. A close-up of what looks like a sculpture of many screaming corpses, set into weathered rock. They are all emaciated, with empty eye-sockets, and many are holding their heads in their hands. A swordstress in white and gold armour, kneeling in supplication before a robed statue holding a bowl of white fire. The statue is surrounded by a sculpture of screaming corpses, and in front of them is an ornate ark of red and black metal. A close-up of a robed statue holding a bowl of white fire. The statue is surrounded by a sculpture of screaming corpses, and in front of them is an ornate ark of red and black metal. Strings of metal beads dangle from the ceiling all around. A street-level view of the city of Nokron. Four-storey buildings rise above, with stained-glass arched windows, and the streets are lit with streetlamps and robed statues with bowls of white fire. The statues lead up a wide set of stairs towards a vast statue of a cowled corpselike figure on a throne of stone. A closer view of the giant corpse figure on the throne. Their cowl is white, their dress yellow-brown and worn from the passage of time. Their feet are shrivelled underneath. Above them, rocky cliffs rise towards a rock-textured purple sky. A ceremonial chamber with flowing floral patterns carved into the walls. A scattering of narrow-necked jugs and ornate candlesticks accompany a pair of ornate ark-like chests. A rocky ceiling replete with stalactites above a succession of wide stalactite-like buildings hanging from the roof. The buildings have stained-glass arched windows, and a series of decorative arches, along with architectural spikes pointing downwards. The scene is lit with purple light, and to one side, the pink-purple starry sky can be seen. A suspended pathway overgrown with golden flowers, leading past two vase-like braziers towards an archway in a circular tower. To the right, a similar tower descends from the ceiling, unsupported from below, and to the far right, a pink-lit temple complex stands atop a rocky mount amidst a purple sky filled with star-like particles. A shining shard of grace in a dark chamber lit only by white candles atop ornate candlesticks. The floor is scattered with fallen leaves, and an arc of golden light sweeps to the right. A wide, curving passageway lit by white candles on ornate sconces. The floor is a shallow river, with dimly-lit vegetation growing from the water, and at the far end an artificial waterfall plunges from an archway near the ceiling. A vast cavern, most of which is taken up with a shallow subterranean lake, fed by a thunderous waterfall. A shaft of moonlight fills the room, lighting one side of a large eroded pillar partially obscured by mist. Green vegetation frames the foreground of the image, and in the top-left corner, a gargoyle perches on a cliff-edge, ready to leap to the fight. Fia's bedchamber, empty of life. The room is lit with warm firelight, her bed abandoned, but otherwise relatively tidy. Fia, a woman in black robes, kneels on an uneven wooden floor over the body of D, a warrior in gold and silver armour with a red cloak. Black vines are growing from his back, and a piercing white orb shines before him. We cannot see Fia's face. Fia, a woman in black robes, kneels over the body of D, a warrior in gold and silver armour with a red cloak. Black vines are growing from his back, and blood pools behind him. We can partially see below Fia's hood, and her expression is not one of distress. A close-up of D's body, drawing attention to his distinctive twinned gold and silver armour, which has two heads, one of each metal. The vines growing from his back have large pale thorns on them. A rocky clearing in an underground forest of vast tree roots and small golden-leaved trees. A shaft of sunlight picks out dark grasses, guarded by a tree avatar, a wooden tree-trunk figure carrying a large golden hammer. A chaotic ruined city, grey buildings rising and falling from a background of brown rock and scattered golden foliage. A grand ruined building, roofless and flooded with grey-blue water that reflects the brown sky. Slender stone pillars line the space, topped with spires. A dark-grey stone gazebo stands in the courtyard beyond. A dimly lit chamber, with high, arched ceilings, filled with the corpses of half-formed gargoyles, slumped against the walls. Blue-white torches light the scene, and a purple wisp rises from a human-sized corpse at the centre of the room. A walking mausoleum, stomping across a shallow grey-blue lake on four chunky stone legs. Headless mausoleum guards in glowing armour patrol the water's surface, and beyond, brown mist obscures the subterranean view. A view through golden-brown trees, across rock-strewn scrubland, towards a grey stone tower, tilted at a precarious angle. The scene is predominantly grey and variegated shades of brown. A purple-black swamp riven with jagged black tree roots, below a vast tree trunk. A divine corpse is embedded at the base of the trunk, its countenance somehow obscene, its upper body arched like a spider, its lower body scaled and finned like a fish. Fia, a woman in a black robe sitting on a rock, embraces my red-haired confessor. The floor is wet and muddy, and pale light streams in from one side, painting the floor blue. Fia's corpse lying upon a rock, one pale hand extended, her fingers flexed. She has achieved communion with the Prince of Death, and a glowing white rune, circular and spidery, shines from the rock wall behind her. Fia's corpse lies upon the brown dirt in a pool of blood, toppled from her peaceful death. D's twin brother stands triumphant in D's gold-and-silver armour, his golden sword raised as Fia's blood trickles down its blade. Ranni the Witch, her floppy blue hat raised so she can look you in the eye, entreating you to help. Her doll-like blue flesh is scarred down one side of her neck, and her right eye is obscured by the frosty afterimage a few inches to her right. An inverted chamber in a Carian tower. Chandeliers hang upwards from the floor, and a vaulted ceiling has been flipped to form an inconveniently sloped floor. Between two pillars, a false shard of grace emits a jagged golden trail across the room, like smoke. A gloomy bridge towards a divine tower, lined with statues in various states of ruin and flaming braziers. The clouds above are thick and grey, full of rain; even the golden trunk of the Erdtree - to the far left - is muted by the weather. The top of the Carian divine tower, a circular open space with a corpse at its centre. Unlike the other towers, the corpse isn't one of the Two Fingers, but a single human, their body black with burns. A wisp of pale orange rises from the body, beneath the golden branches of the Erdtree above. A close-up of the corpse - Ranni's physical form, long discarded - and her wisp. She lies on one side, her scholar's robes decaying against her flesh. Around her rise three ornately-carved stone steps, weathered by time. An underground river, scattered with stone coffins and leafless trees. There's plenty of greenery in the shallows and on the banks, and in the distance, stone-fleshed figures can be seen. A cosmic horror dangles from a cave ceiling between two large stone statues, above a shallow lake. The creature has multiple pairs of arms, and a vaguely humanoid face with a pair of large mandibles. An underground river, lit by a shaft of pale sunlight from a crack in the rocks above. In the distance, firelit ruins are obscured by the foliage of a number of trees. A bright underground chamber filled with squared-off stone coffins scattered atop piles of red-bone skeletons. A river runs through the chamber, lapped at the bonepiles. A giant corpse sitting on a towering throne beside three waterfalls. The cavern below is blue and waterstrewn, and silhouetted corpses rise to beseech their ruler. A subterranean stone dam lit with pale blue light, with arched sluice gates. Water surges across the floor around partially submerged rocks, and to the left, steps lead up to an archway. Above the dam grey-stone buildings hang from the ceiling, scattered with purple stars. A subterranean city, drowned in blue mist. A river wends between two large structures, joined by an arched bridge, and a white-robed figure can be seen walking up a long flight of exterior stairs. Stalactites descend from the roof, and the air is thick with glimmering purple stars. A balcony in a subterranean city, cast in shades of blue. The floor is wet, and reflects the detailed archwork on the side of the next building over. A ceremonial ark in an ornately decorated chamber with a vaulted ceiling. There are pools of water on the worn paving, reflecting the architecture of the room. A bridge in a subterranean city, leading to a terraced structure beyond. The bridge is lined with robed statues, and the railings are bound with creeping vines, their leaves silhouetted against the purple light. A doorway flanked by sculptures of screaming corpses, leading into a church-like room where a swordstress stands flanked by two silver mimics. There are puddles on the paving outside, reflecting the carvings of the interior. A shard of grace in a dimly-lit cave, strewn with small white flowers. Broken pillars stand beside shallow waters, and the tunnel roof beyond is heavy with large eggs. A red-haired confessor sits underground, beside a glowing golden shard of grace, its light blooming through her hair. Broken pillars stand beside shallow waters, and the tunnel roof beyond are heavy with large eggs. An underground cavern wreathed in crimson fog. A river runs across the floor, draining away at the far side of the room, past shattered pillars and bare-branched trees. A wolf-headed figure glowing with red light stands guard on the shore. A partially-flooded underground cavern wreathed in crimson mist. Bare-branched trees accompany a red coral path past ruined pillars towards an oblique archway. In the foreground a stone coffin lies empty, its lid askew. A shard of grace in a clearing on the shores of a vast lake of scarlet rot. The vegetation is warped and twisted, and the floor and cliff-face are lined with pink plates of coral. A view across the lake of rot from a small artificial island of grey stone bricks, towards a pair of robed statues fronting a temple structure. In front of the temple, a raised ceremonial pathway stands forty foot in the air, partially collapsed and obscured in red mist. A view of the temple from the ceremonial pathway above the lake of rot. The statues are weathered, but appear to be robed men with long beards holding something seed-like with long roots. A treacherous open staircase down past a wall of blood-red barnacles, towards a shard of grace glowing in a temple interior, dimly-lit with red-orange sconces atop short pillars. A waterfall of scarlet rot, plunging down from the lake above, frothing into a red mist as it descends. To the left is a narrow ledge, to the right, an increasingly treacherous staircase leading up, both crowded by barnacle growth. A barnacle-encruster temple, viewed from a high vantage point. Flaming red braziers atop square pillars light rows of insectoid priests with their arms flung wide in prayer towards an inner sanctum at the top of a set of processional stairs. A view towards the inner sanctum of the temple from ankle-deep in the canal of rot running slowly through the interior. Pillars line the edge of the canal, leading into the pink-red mist where the priests raise their spears into the air. A view from the floor of the temple, looking up at a grand statue above the inner sanctum, barely visible amidst the fog rising from the rot waters. The corpses of two priests lie on the floor to the right, unnoticed by the rest of their kin, still rapt in worship. A wide shot of the insectoid priests worshipping towards the inner sanctum, amidst the red fog. The canal of rot wends leisurely from right to left across the scene. An insectoid high priest stands half-way up the temple stairs, their many arms raised in exultation. Large braziers stand to both sides, partially silhouetting the priest's figure and their jagged halberd. A canal of scarlet rot leading over a precipice. The walls are covered with barnacles, and stone coffins are piled haphazardly against the far bank. One coffin sits at the very top of the waterfall, ready to tip into the abyss. A vast blue-purple cavern speckled with stars. At the far side, a terrifying cosmic horror - insect-like, with four ethereal wings and a long flowing tail which looks like it's made from blue orbs - lurks amidst a pink-purple nebula. A vast blue-purple cavern speckled with stars. At the far side, a terrifying insectoid cosmic horror gathers purple energy to attack. The energy is reflected in the shallow water below, amidst ripples and sparse grasses. A cosmic horror gather arcs of neon purple energy, its long blue tail whipping over its head. All six of its hands are steepled against the ground, and both the hands and energy are reflected in the water below. My red-haired confessor faces the cosmic horror across the shallow lake. She is sidestepping, her cloak partially obscured by a nacreous bubble and a glowing red spark, while her opponent stands ready, reflected in the deep. A beautiful, peaceful cavern of pinks, purples and blues. The shallow lake is no longer disturbed by a creature from the stars, and the surface is still and calm. A shard of grace amidst a shallow lake. The rocky walls are shrouded in blue mist, and a clouded-blue magical wall - with a Carian seal glowing white at its centre - blocks passage onwards. A high grassy plateau, beneath the flaming branches of the Erdtree. Tall pine trees stand dark against the blue sky, accompanied by streaks of blue starlight. A ruined cathedral, overgrown and shattered. Purple wisps sit tucked into the ruins, and at the centre of the nave, a tiny spark of grace casts out a single arc of golden light. One end of the cathedral, still standing and replete with arches within arches, containing ornate arched windows. Outside, blue streak of starlight can be seen reaching earth. Ranni's unclothed doll, four-armed, blue-haired, sits lifeless in the dark beneath the cathedral, on the corpse of her Two Fingers. She is covered in its blood, which pools into a lake at her feet. Ranni's unclothed doll sits motionless at the corpse of her Two Fingers. Its blood pools across the room, and a light shining from behind her reflects crimson in its flow. The unclothed body of Ranni's doll sits underground, surrounded by the blood-drenched flesh of the Two Fingers who she has slain. A shard of grace rises before her, shining golden light upon the scene. My confessor - red hair braided and wearing an iron circlet - kneels before Ranni's blood-drenched doll, and takes one of her blue hands, head bowed in the dark. My confessor stands silhouetted before a vision of Ranni returned to her previous aspect, her blue porcelain doll body robed in a fur cloak and wearing her floppy blue hat. Her hands are steepled, and she is smiling. In the background, blood courses down the body of the slain Two Fingers.
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